After surgery

Can you share a positive example of where you’ve felt loved?

I recently had surgery. During recovery in the hospital, my sister helped me to get dressed, or so it would appear. She turned my pants inside out. Helped to put my legs in one of the legs of my pants. I was in pain, but she was trying so hard I could not get mad. It was day surgery, so I had to leave that same day if all went well. And all went well, thank God.

She waited for me all day. Imagine that.

At home, things got even worse. I had two sisters helping me. Oh my, my, my…

Let me say that on the first two days, when I needed help to get dressed, I wished there was another way. By the time they finished with me, I felt like a pretzel. I didn’t know pants went on like that. After the third day, I refused help.

But through it all I felt cared for by my family. The effort they put in, the kind words were what I needed.

The main fact is that the Lord brought me through the surgery and recovery with much love. I feel loved by my heavenly Father for giving me great sisters to mess me up and those other sisters who prayed for me from afar. 

All joking aside, they are the best sisters.